My Daughters Have Regressed - Chapter 195
195 – Neighborhood Rules
195 – Neighborhood rules
It was a natural instinct of living things to feel like I wanted to be the first and last person I loved.
At least I thought so.
If you love, you want to have everything.
Those thoughts further made me want to fill in the past where I wasn’t even there.
Therefore, it was fun to imagine what it would have been like if we had spent our childhood together.
For that reason, Salome and I were writing a new childhood in our own way.
“Hey! Come quickly! Why is the boy so weak?”
“Originally, women are stronger until puberty.”
Salome was more of an alley leader than I thought, and I played the role of an immature city boy who followed behind her.
Young Salome was naughty and had many accidents, and she is still like that.
Zek-.
We piled up empty boxes to get a peek inside the strange-looking building.
Then, when I climbed up on tiptoes and looked out the window, I saw children in dresses spinning around to the sound of applause.
“One, two, turn. One, two, turn. Yes. Great. You must learn hard now so that one day you will not be humiliated by the royal society. Now, one, two, turn-.”
Is it a place like a ‘dance school’?
I thought there should be a more old-fashioned word for it, but I couldn’t think of a good word.
At that time, what caught my attention was a child with black hair mixed in among the children.
She had long black hair like ebony and wore a white dress. She was a very princess-like child. I guess he’s about 6 years old now.
“Miss Garsha. Shall we dance to the sound of the teacher’s applause?”
“Yes.”
The girl’s name was Garsha.
The name sounds like a luxurious cat breed.
The child danced gracefully on the sparkling marble floor, and Salome, who was watching, clicked her tongue, threw a rock into her rolled-up paper blower, and blew. ﹥
Pfung-.
The fired rock hit Garcia’s ankle.
Pot-.
“Wow!”
Garsha collapses with a faint scream.
Salome laughed out loud while watching that scene.
“Wow? Hey! Shame on you! Garot, why are you playing noble in an unsuitable way?”
Only then did the little lady seem to realize that we were spying on her from the window. Girl… , No, she shouted, her face turning red enough to make her look anxious even from a distance.
“… At there! “This wasn’t just my dream!”
Taking advantage of Garot’s lucid dream of her, she was pretending to be a noble lady. I thought she got along well, but she seemed really upset that we found out about her dreams.
“Stand there!”
Pot-.
Garrot held on to her loose, loose dress with her hands and tried to follow us with her shoe soles.
Of course, it was impossible for the noble lady Garot to chase us beyond her wall.
“It’s so funny! “I have to tell Cecily!”
“Thing… “Stand there!”
6-year-old Garot climbing the wall while struggling.
Just when we thought we had easily defeated Garot, a dead end appeared in front of us.
The wall was so high that it seemed difficult for her child’s body to climb over it.
“What, why is this place blocked? According to my memory, this is where we head to Bakery Street?”
This alley was a dream world created based on the scenery Salome remembered. However, a dead end wall suddenly appeared and Salome was greatly embarrassed.
How did this happen?
While I was also confused, I heard a tsk-tsk sound from behind.
“You’re trying to elude me in an image world made of magic. Salome, Judas, the time for fooling around is over. “You are now rats in a poison!”
It was Brigitte.
Little Brigitte was standing behind us, holding a wooden staff. I’m not sure, but I could tell that Brigitte manipulated this space.
Soon Garot appeared next to Brigitte, her black hair flowing.
“… What, are you really Garot? What does that look like? “It looks like a doll.”
“… Well, it’s a bit long to explain.”
The meeting between 6-year-old Brigitte and 6-year-old Garot was very awkward.
Even though Garot was the one who felt awkward.
Zek-.
Then Salome grabbed her side.
And then he whispered to me.
“Judas, you take charge of Garoth. I’ll leave Brigitte in charge. One, two, three—you run in opposite directions. “Understand, right?”
“…”
My ears were itchy.
It turns out that whispering in my ear was more ticklish than I thought. As we were admiring that, Brigitte got angry at us.
“Stop whispering! Judah! You come this way! If you come here now, I won’t be angry at you for putting us in this strange dream! “It’s definitely Salome’s plan, right?”
“You forgive me?”
“Hey! You don’t believe that, do you? Judas, you are on my side!”
Pot-.
Salome grabbed my arm.
Soon Brigitte came up to me and grabbed my other arm.
“Judas, come here!”
“Brigitte, you’re out! “This is my dream!”
A situation where arms are pulled from both sides.
Even though it was clearly a dream, my shoulder felt like it was going to fall off.
“aah!”
At that time, something strongly grabbed my waist.
It was Garot.
“Garot, why are you suddenly?!”
“As I say now, I was quite greedy when I was 6 years old. If I had something that other people had, I had to have it too to relieve my anger. Judas, I have to make you feel as embarrassed as I did.”
Is this true?
I felt like a prisoner being executed.
In my dreams, I wanted to build new childhood memories, but why on earth did I have to suffer this kind of torture?
Suddenly, I remembered how I once imagined that it would be nice for pretty girls to fight with me in the center.
The prettiest girls in the class fight with me in the center.
If you’re a man, it’s something that every man has dreamed of at least once, along with the fantasy of successfully defeating a strange man who suddenly invaded his class.
“Hey Salome! Judas is having a hard time! “Hurry up and let go!”
“Brigitte, let go of your hands! Or else you will fall!”
“… Judas should be my social partner.”
Crunchy-.
A situation where your arms and back are screaming.
“… “Stop it!”
I had no choice but to shout at the children.
Only then did Salome, Brigitte, and Iscariot let go.
Relieved that I was being listened to better than expected, I spoke to everyone.
“Instead of fighting, why don’t we all just play together like this? What did you guys play with when you were young? Since there are 4 of us, let’s divide into teams and play. You know Dedenchi, right?”
Zek-.
When I held out my palm forward, Brigitte frowned.
“What is Dedenchi? Are you talking about ‘white or black’? “Turn your palm over and divide it.”
… White, black.
What is that strange racist slogan?
6-year-old Bridgette blushed as I frowned at her.
“Is that what they said in our neighborhood? “All the children of the Walpurgis family said that.”
Indeed.
Most people in Walpurgis are white, so they were divided into white and black.
Soon the noble lady Garot, who was listening to the story, opened her lips.
“I was listening to what they were talking about, and I realized they were talking about ‘Dendy Dendy Brady.’ “You mean turning your palm over and taking sides between the people whose palms and backs are showing?”
This time Brigitte frowned at Garot’s knowing look at her.
“What’s wrong with Dendy? “What kind of spell is that?”
“In the plains where I lived, everyone was divided into sides like this. I thought of course we were splitting sides on Dendy Dendy Brady? “It’s strange.”
Garot shakes his head.
Now everyone’s eyes were on Salome.
How did Salome’s neighborhood divide into sides?
Soon Salome spoke.
“The neighborhood I lived in, she said, was ‘take your underwear off.’ Take off your inner clothes. Stripping-peeling.”
“… What are you taking off?”
What was the neighborhood where Salome lived in as a child?
Looking at it this way, it became clear that we each spent our childhood differently.
What kind of childhood did each of you have?
# # # #
“Dad… !”
Swish, swish!
Something shook me and I woke up.
When I came to my senses, Naru was pulling my arm.
I said reflexively.
“Dad, I’m not sleeping.”
“Dad! I have to eat breakfast! Morning! I have to eat breakfast! It’s cereal for breakfast today! Naru will make it for you! Pour cereal into milk! Enjoy Naru Cereal! Naru is a cereal master!”
Naru woke me up.
Before I knew it, the morning sunlight was shining through the window and onto the floor.
What time is it?
“9 o’clock in the morning?”
Oh my god, I can’t believe I overslept like this.
Soon Naru placed a bowl of cereal on my bed.
Dani lies in bed and eats breakfast prepared by her daughter.
Are you raising your daughter with this taste?
With that in mind, I took a bite and slurped down some cereal.
Since it was a cereal brought from the 21st century, it naturally tasted like the 21st century.
“Naru.”
“Why are you calling me?”
“What do you say when you split sides? Do this with your palms. Divide it between the back of your hand and the palm of your hand. “You guys too, right?”
“When to split sides? Are you talking about ‘rumbling rumbling’? Nowadays, we also say ‘Lailai Morumoru’!”
This was another very strange story.
After finishing the cereal Naru gave me and changing her clothes, I went out into the hallway.
Perhaps because the timing was strangely right, women who had overslept like me came out into the hallway yawning.
Even though everyone slept late, they all seemed rather tired.
Salome asked, yawning so wide that all her neat teeth were visible.
“So what are you going to do today?”
Well.
Today was a day where nothing in particular was decided.
At that time, the women, who were looking at each other, grabbed their children and held them in their arms.
When the children felt puzzled, only Cecily felt embarrassed.
“Hey… ! You’re trying to suck my cheek flesh again… !”
“Yes.”
JooAap-.
Cecily’s soft cheeks were sucked into her mouth. Of course, Cecily struggled and resisted, but she could not overcome the adult’s power.
“… Fuck!”
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Anyway.
After the commotion, the women looked at each other’s faces.
Brigitte asked.
“Naru, what do you guys do at places like playgrounds and playgrounds these days?”
“Morumoru Battle!”
━Meow.
“Other than the Morumoru Battle?”
“Yeah, uhm… Ugh.”
Naru was deep in thought.
It was a moment when I had a feeling that I would have to run around sweating in many ways today as well.